Home › Poetry › Day Dreams › The LuteDay Dreamsby Rudolph Valentino35 of 61 · Contents · Download EPUBThe Lute The lute, a barrier to song of soul. For none save God Can music charmFrom out a thing man-made. A bowl of wood, A string or two to armThe troubadour with weapon strong. ‹ PreviousPoverty — Cremation — (To G. S.)Next ›Powerless12345678910111213141516171819202122232425262728293031323334353637383940414243444546474849505152535455565758596061← Back to Day Dreams